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I will keep everyone updated about when it comes out and where it's available. But for now, please enjoy one of my favorite John Ashbery poems - a poem about poetry.
Paradoxes and Oxymorons
by John Ashbery
This poem is concerned with language on a very
plain level.
Look at it talking to you. You look out a window
Or pretend to fidget. You have it but you don’t
have it.
You miss it, it misses you. You miss each other.
The poem is sad because it wants to be yours, and
cannot.
What’s a plain level? It is that and other
things,
Bringing a system of them into play. Play?
Well, actually, yes, but I consider play to be
A deeper outside thing, a dreamed role-pattern,
As in the division of grace these long August
days
Without proof. Open-ended. And before you know
It gets lost in the steam and chatter of
typewriters.
It has been played once more. I think you exist
only
To tease me into doing it, on your level, and
then you aren’t there
Or have adopted a different attitude. And the
poem
Has set me softly down beside you. The poem is
you.
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